Very real and compelling characters draw you into their even more compelling lives. I can feel Rhett's pain over his wife, the anguish he suffered, the love he had for her. I completely empathize with Kass' very complicated position regarding her relationship with Rhett. Lacee brings all these things to a very satisfying end. The characters are hot and the sex is even hotter. I couldn't put this book down. This author has my 5 star rating and I look forward to more.
Even colder heart…
He’s the first man I can’t look away from. The only man I’ll take any way … on any terms.
Captain for the Dallas Blue Hawks, Rhett Gentry is unfriendly. Hard. Indifferent. Cold as a bitter wind in the Rocky Mountains. He’s loved hard. Given his everything. Lesson learned—never risk another broken heart. Days are all the same for Rhett. Work, promises, obligations. It is what it is.
Until it isn’t.
He keeps appearing out of nowhere. He knows I’m interested. I can’t hide the fact. Yet, a man like Rhett is used to women looking his way. Used to turning a blind eye.
Until he doesn’t.
Rhett Gentry is the kind of beauty that has women chasing the puck to be near him. Tall, dark and handsome, the famous hockey player is hiding a secret. But I fall anyway. Our chemistry is undeniable. But as much as my heart longs for his, I fear his past may very well prevent our future. My heart keeps telling me there’s only one true love in Rhett’s life.
And it isn’t me…
Be Warned: anal sex
Directly across from me, which is everywhere I don’t want her to be, she nonetheless chooses to keep her distance. Avoiding what we both know is beyond the point of ignoring, her soft blue eyes beam with curiosity as I imagine all the damn places I want to explore. After several beats, she blinks, turning away from me.
“Look at me, Kass.”
She turns back to face me, a hint of pink in her cheeks that makes me want to kiss her for long drawn-out minutes until her modesty is forever gone. For a few seconds I can’t even form words as I look into her gaze that sets something off behind my chest. This urgency is unexpected and perplexing. Everything inside my head is unethical when it comes to her.
“Have you daydreamed about me touching you, Kass?”
Her lips drop open at the bluntness of my question, her soft sigh telling me everything I need to know. This woman is an unwinnable war that I’m confident I’m losing.
“Yes.” Her whisper of an answer is so quiet that I only read her lips.
Blood instantly shoots through my cock at her soft response, a rumble of satisfaction pulling deep through my chest. “I’ve made myself come thinking about you and those beautiful eyes.” I ease my legs open, giving her full sight to the thickening behind my jeans and leaving her to her own speculations. Her gaze drops toward my widened legs, and she sucks back a deep, long breath that ends in another soft sigh.
That fucking sigh…
“What about you? Do you ever touch yourself, sweetheart?”
Her lips open wide, her legs shifting while the curling of her toes into the floor doesn’t go unnoticed.
“Do you, Kass?” My voice turns stern, and her heels lift even more as she swallows hard. The sight of her getting turned on nearly makes me come in my damn pants. Imagining how motherfucking hot she is naked and wet makes my cock hard as granite.
She doesn’t answer my question, but nods, her fingers slowly sweeping down the length of her thigh and lingering at her knees before sliding back up.
“Touch yourself for me, beautiful,” I groan. Her eyes widen with a weighty lust before her fingertips press deep into the insides of her thighs, a pretty pink glow rising up her neck that matches her cheeks. My dick so hard I can barely stand it, I take in a long breath smelling sweet … vanilla … female … sex.
“I want you touching me.” Her request comes out more of a plea than a demand, one I have every intention of honoring.
“Where, sweetheart? Show me where you want me to touch you.” Her hands still lingering on her thighs, she slowly eases them open just the smallest bit. Every straining part of my body throbs to drop to my knees and replace her hands with mine, but I don’t move. I stay completely still.
“Touch yourself, Kass.”
She gulps back another swallow, opening her thighs enough that I see a small damp spot on the crease of her jeans that has me wanting to reach for my aching dick.
Jesus almighty Christ! My body tenses. I’m so hard, it’s more misery than pleasure.
Her shaky, delicate fingers lead a small trail over the fabric of her pants as her soft eyes stay glued on mine. I, in turn, reach between my legs and give her a satisfied moan as I stroke myself. She takes a deep breath, and I smile at her.
“My God,” she pleads. “Please … just touch me, Rhett.”
This is her 5th book and I can honestly and proudly say I have read them all. Ms Hightower has done it again with this one. Although there is very little humor in contrast to her other books she more than makes up for it with the mystery in this one. I eagerly await her next one.
Absolutely loved this book! One of the best books I have read . Cannot wait to read more from this author! If you want mystery and romance, this book is for you!!
I read a lot and this book really affected me. Rhett loved his wife and fought his feelings for Kass until he just couldn’t. The hero is hot. The sex is hot. Awesome read.